Cultivation starts from breaking through the sky

Chapter 467 Invincible life is a drunk
"Deng Jianzi, Li Xuanfeng will come to Shushan again, borrow the Manshan sword, and fight with you!"

This resounding sound exploded like a muffled thunder, resounding across thousands of miles of Shu Mountain in an instant.

Many forces outside Shushan were also shaken. The name of Li Xuanfeng is also well-known in Shu. The swordsman a hundred years ago was defeated by the head of Shushan 100 years ago, and has disappeared for a hundred years. Now, he is coming again Shushan, borrowing the Manshan Sword, and fighting Shushan again, is it to be ashamed?

All of a sudden, the land of Shu was also shaken by it. Countless forces of all sizes from the land of Shu came towards Shu Mountain one after another, and they were all strong men of the older generation. Many of them were also admirers of Li Xuanfeng back then. Today, Li Xuanfeng will fight again Shushan, they want to witness this battle!

On the peaks of Shushan, countless disciples of Shushan raised their heads and looked at the sky of Shushan in horror.

Thousands of swords hung in the air, turning into rivers of swords surging, stirring up a monstrous storm of sword intent, a wave of destructive sword intent swept across the world, and the entire sky dimmed, like the end of the world.

And before the terrifying storm of thousands of swords, an old man in ragged clothes stood in the air. Standing in front of the thousands of swords, his clothes fluttered like an emperor of swords, arrogant and arrogant to all living beings.

Countless Shushan disciples stared at the ragged old man, standing in front of the storm of thousands of swords, looking down on the world, as if a sword fairy came to the world, the eyes of these young disciples were full of shock, and also full of The color of worship, such a means, is fascinating.

"Li Xuanfeng!"

Hearing the old man's name, these Shushan disciples seemed to think of something. On the land of Shu, sword cultivators emerged in large numbers. They all grew up listening to the stories of the older generation of sword cultivators. The heavenly wizards of the Shu land were only defeated by the master of the Shu Mountain in the end, and they have been missing since then. When they showed up today, they did not expect to fight against the Shu Mountain again, and borrowed the sword from the mountain, which is a shame.

This situation made countless young men feel excited.

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Misty Peak.

"Tsk tsk, this old man is so domineering. Borrowing the Manshan Sword to fight against the head of Shushan Mountain, this scene is shocking!"

On the tallest building of Misty Pavilion, Xiao Han raised his head to look at the surging sky with sword intent. Yang Wan's two daughters were dragged to the roof of the building, and they specially prepared food and drinks, naturally they came to watch the battle.

"Domineering is domineering, but I also borrowed my holy sword, who knows that this old man still hasn't returned it!"

Jun Linchen sat casually, a little depressed, Li Xuanfeng borrowed the Manshan sword, and his holy sword also went through the air, and he couldn't pull it no matter how much he pulled it just now, which made him very depressed. You must know that this is a battle between two heavenly supreme beings, even if Even the holy sword can't bear the toss of the two heavenly beings, so this holy sword probably won't come back. At this moment, Jun Linchen is also secretly complaining about Li Xuanfeng, this old man is very bad...

"Being able to watch a kendo battle, a holy sword is considered an entry fee, not a loss." Xiao Han smiled, took a jug of fine wine from Yang Wan's hand, and drank it straight away.

It was fine if Xiao Han didn't open his mouth, but when Jun Linchen opened his mouth, he became even more depressed. He immediately squinted at Xiao Han and said, "I believe you are a ghost, so why didn't your holy sword fly out?"

Just now, thousands of swords flew into the air everywhere in Shushan, and Li Xuanfeng borrowed all the swords from the mountain, but Jun Linchen found that Xiao Han's holy sword didn't respond at all. He knew that Xiao Han had a high-level holy sword.

"Hey, maybe I'm too handsome, this old man can't bear to borrow my sword." Xiao Han said with a smile, he was kind to Li Xuanfeng to get out of trouble, so naturally Li Xuanfeng would not borrow his sword.

Jun Linchen squinted at this stinky and shameless bastard, and wanted to beat him, but sister Yang Wan covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

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On the Shu Mountain, a storm of sword intent swept across, waves of sword intent surged like a raging tide, the world was turbulent, and the situation was changing. Li Xuanfeng, dressed in ragged clothes, stood at the forefront of the sword intent, with an indescribable sense of vigor.

call out!
At this time, above the sky of Shushan Mountain, which was the focus of everyone's attention, a ray of sword light shot out from the depths of Tianji Peak quickly.

The next moment, above the void, a figure appeared. It was also an old man, wearing Taoist robes, with white hair and a childlike face, fluttering Taoist robes, showing the demeanor of an immortal. This old man is naturally the head of Shushan, Deng Jianzi.

Being able to control Mount Shu, one can imagine how terrifying Deng Jianzi's swordsmanship must be. If not, Li Xuanfeng, who was invincible across the land of Shu back then, would not have been defeated.

Deng Jianzi and Li Xuanfeng stood across the air. Behind Li Xuanfeng was the majestic majesty of thousands of swords puffing out the world. Behind Deng Jianzi, there was a bit of tranquility and leisure with the breeze blowing on the hills. They had two temperaments and two completely different sword intents. Although Li Xuanfeng's sword intent was majestic and majestic, But Deng Jianzi was forced by him and let him be strong by him, and Li Xuanfeng's monstrous sword intent did not threaten Deng Jianzi.

The peaks of Shushan Mountain, and the surrounding areas of Shushan Mountain, were completely surrounded by people. Looking around, they were full of human figures. Countless eyes were fixed on the two masters of swordsmanship who were looking at each other from the sky above the sky. The sword intents erupted by each of them are enough to make people daunting. When they reach their level, the sword and intent are connected, and the sword intent is enough to make the world, the sun, and the moon pale with one thought.

"Withered trees come spring, who do you recognize as the master?" Deng Jianzi looked at Li Xuanfeng with a pair of calm eyes. See you in a hundred years. This is his first sentence. Li Xuanfeng's birth naturally means that Shengbing recognizes the master.

"Let's talk after the fight." Li Xuanfeng said, behind him was a towering sword intent, and Wan Jian clang, as if he couldn't wait to show his edge.

"Okay." Deng Jianzi nodded. He could tell that after a hundred years of silence, Li Xuanfeng's swordsmanship became even more terrifying. However, this battle was inevitable. The moment Sheng Bing recognized his master, this battle was already doomed.

After finishing speaking, Deng Jianzi's figure flashed, turned into a beam of sword light, and flew towards the nine heavens. This is Mount Shu. If he and Li Xuanfeng fought here, Mount Shu might be razed to the ground in no time. Therefore, their battlefield , above the nine heavens.

Li Xuanfeng looked up, and then turned into a sword glow and rushed towards the sky, followed by thousands of swords behind him, and the terrifying wave of swords soared upwards, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.

boom!
Soon, on the nine heavens, a sword battle broke out between the two heavenly supreme powerhouses, and endless sword lights shone on the dome, and each sword light swallowed the power of destroying heaven and earth. The scar of the sky for thousands of miles is extremely terrifying. In the nine-day battle circle, no one can be seen at all, only the sword light is flickering frantically, and the sword light is so powerful that it seems endless. The sword light is dazzling, and it is difficult to spy on the trajectory of the battle between the two heavenly supreme powerhouses.

"Too fast, the sword light shines nine days, ten thousand swords are born in an instant, the sword intent is shocking, the ten thousand zhang space collapses, and the battle circle can't be seen clearly. A battle of this level is too terrifying!"

Everyone in Shushan looked up at the nine heavens. Although they couldn't see the specific fight between the two heavenly supreme powerhouses in the battle circle, just looking at the terrifying battle circle was enough to make people feel horrified. It's really unimaginable What a terrible battle is breaking out there.

Above the nine heavens, the shadow of the sword covers the sky.

From time to time, there will be terrifying sword intent pouring down. Although the two are fighting in Nine Heavens, the aftermath of the terrifying battle will still spread. Fortunately, there is more than one Heavenly Supreme Powerhouse in Shushan, who can take action to resist the aftermath of the battle, which will not harm Chi Yu .

"Hundred years of silence, pure sword heart, this Li Xuanfeng is much stronger than back then." Elder Wujian looked up at the battle circle in the sky, stroked his beard and couldn't help sighing.

"Indeed, it seems that the situation of the master is not very good." Another big man from Shushan sighed aloud.

Ordinary people may not be able to clearly see the battle in the battle circle, but a strong person of their level can naturally see it clearly. After a hundred years of silence, Li Xuanfeng is not what it used to be. In the battle circle, Deng Jianzi is at a disadvantage.

The great battle above the nine heavens lasted for three full days and three nights.

The storm of sword intent swept across the world, and the terrifying swordsmanship shrouded Shushan all the time. For three days and three nights, the sun and moon were dark, and Shushan lost its color.

On Mount Shu, no one left, and they were all watching the battle seriously. Even if they couldn't see the specific situation in the battle circle, it would be beneficial to experience the sword intent of the master of swordsmanship here, not to mention, for the outcome of this battle , everyone is looking forward to it.

It wasn't until the fourth day that this terrifying battle came to an end.

Above the nine heavens, the battle stopped, the terrifying sword intent receded like a tide, the coercion of the sword disappeared invisible, the warm sunshine once again shrouded Shushan Mountain, and the glow filled the air, and Shushan Mountain returned to normal.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the sky, the sun was pouring down, and above the void, the figures of the two old men stood opposite each other, breathing calmly, just like two ordinary old men.

The whole world was silent.

"You won!" Deng Jianzi said, breaking the silence of the world.

"So what if we win, a hundred years, with the flick of a finger, we are all old." Li Xuanfeng smiled lightly, not as aggressive as before, only calm.

In the sky, there is a wind blowing, after the storm, everything is so calm again, isn't life the same?
"Yeah, I'm old. Now, it's young people's world." Deng Jianzi nodded, looking at Xiao Han on Misty Peak, whether it was intentional or not.

"The situation in the world is from my generation. Once I entered the rivers and lakes, the time has passed, and Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing. I can't live a drunken life." Li Xuanfeng said with emotion, and looked at Xiao Han.

"It's hard to live a drunk..."

After finishing speaking, Li Xuanfeng smiled freely, turned into a bright sword light, and floated away. When he came, he came with the strength of the Manshan sword, and when he went, he smiled freely.

Drinking ice for a hundred years is hard to cool your blood.

Frozen for a hundred years, he has only one mind to realize the sword.

Once born, borrow Man Shanjian to fight Deng Jianzi.

Finally, free and easy to go.

That figure in ragged clothes has already carved an immortal legend in the rivers and lakes between swinging the sword...

(End of this chapter)